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Hey, phobias are NOT funny.? I mean, I thought it was hilarious when my 6'4" brother refused to go near the kitchen sink due to my pest control method (a fairly large black widow spider lived in the corner for years - calm down, they don't attack humans).?

But I've nearly had heart attacks when the power went out at night (I'm afraid of the dark), and I really want to leave Florida because there are huge, man-eating bugs down here.

Palmetto bugs are enormous!? Like 3 feet long!

OK, they're maybe 2-3 inches long, and they're harmless to humans, in spite of them having a nasty habit of flying right at your face (not an exaggeration).

So, I should never, ever laugh at someone's fear.? Though I am grateful that none of my phobias could actually hurt me.? I don't panic unless it's over something totally harmless.

I'm not crazy...

Tonda

My late husband was like that about spiders. He was a big man but spiders turned him into a screaming lunatic and that's no exaggeration. One time we were in the car and suddenly he starts squealing unintelligible sounds, pulls into the nearest parking lot and jumps out of the car. I had no idea what was happening. I get out of the car he's still jumping up and down and I ask, possibly a little impatiently what the hell is going on. He's all didn't you see it and I ask what I was supposed to see. THE SPIDER! That got yelled really loud. I finally get him to say where, apparently hanging off the rear view mirror. I go into the car and eventually see the smallest spider I've ever seen hanging off the mirror, it easily could have been mistaken for a dust mote. I squished it with a napkin so I'd have proof it was gone. My husband kept going on about how scary it was and how brave I was. I finally get him in the car and on the way home. I was already barely keeping from hysterical laughter, then I looked around the parking lot he pulled into. Little strip of stores and the local police precinct. It was all glass fronted and what just have been every officer in the building was standing and staring out the window. They probably thought there was going to be a domestic violence incident with the way he was screaming and about half of them looked like they'd figured out what was going on and were laughing. That was it for me and I laughed all the way home and through the telling to the family. Until the day he died he sword it was a giant spider. Still cracks me up.